Bring out your weeping weeds
Put on your ten-pint bowlers
Bring out your weeping weeds
We're burying 
DavyWe're burying 
DavyGather the screws and spades
Oil up your mud-brown slicker
Gather the screws and spades
We're burying 
DavyWe're burying 
DavyWho'll plane the old pine boughs?
Who'll set his legs uncrooked?
Who'll plane the old pine boughs?
For burying 
DavyFor burying 
DavyMother wept no tears
His brother grew unruly
Mother wept no tears
At burying 
DavyAt burying 
DavyBring out your weeping weeds
Put on your ten-pint bowlers
Bring out your weeping weeds
We're burying 
DavyWe're burying 
Davy